Thursday, October 27, 2011

No, this isn't the Oregon Coast or any coast for that matter. Business required me to travel to the desert to talk about producing green meetings in a land where water is scarce and sunshine is not.

While in Palm Springs, I took the opportunity to photograph a few desert plants and trees. They are so very different from the natives at Saltair Station. I also took the opportunity to soak up the sun and take in the view from a hammock.

From time to time, when the wet drizzle gets to me, I will publish one of the photos as a reminder the sun will return.

Friday, October 14, 2011

"Hell no, we won't go!" was the chant coming from these seabirds on Poop Rock* even when a mighty Coast Guard helicopter was bearing down on them. The helicopter dipped, swirled and generally kicked up A LOT of wet wind and not one of these birds took flight. Not one.

I am not sure what issue they are protesting for (or against) but they won this battle.

*Full disclosure: Poop Rock may not be the sanctioned name for this rock, but we call it that because every summer it turns completely white with bird poop and then in the winter, the rain and wind wash it back to green. Seen here in fall after a few storms, it is nearly green again.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Literally, you can live on Easy Street in Rockaway Beach, Oregon. I desperately wanted to live on Easy Street street and write oodles of letters with such a return address. The only house for sale on the street when we were looking was a small, dank, rundown shack that Practical Bob quickly took out of the running. I initially protested wildly, but eventually gave up knowing he would have to do all the work to make it livable again.

The town streets are named alphabetically from Highway 101 to the east. Each letter of the alphabet has an ocean or nautical name such as Coral, Lagoon, Keel, Harbor...you get the idea. But the town settlers must have decided life was a little rough so close to the sea and therefore, when it was time to determine the letter E, an Easy Street was in order.

About Me

The sea is as much a part of me as breathing and now I return to it. Coming from a long line of salt air loving people, my dream of owning slice of the Oregon Coast became a reality a decade ago. I am experiencing nature's wonder firsthand and learning what it is like to live so close to Netarts Bay and the Pacific Ocean.